Should i be happy or sad? Happy is because it started. Sad because it ended. Tears, no doubt. Some said i should wait for it to fade away, and slowly erase everything off. But, ya ya. The common saying : Even how nicely you piece the broken glass together, there will still be the hairline cracks. May be common, but it's so damn true. I've finally realised how pain it was. So deep, it's so hard to cover alr. Maybe we shouldn't have started. Maybe i should have done so much more. Maybe i should have made so much more time out for him. Maybe when cracks were found, i shouldn't have clung on tightly. Maybe.. Ya, so many maybe-s. Do i sound nonchalant about this matter? Am i just trying to cover everything? Maybe i'm trying very hard to be optimistic. Whatever it is, i'll never forget every lil thing we did tgt. Not going to forget the happy stuff, and even the 'quarrels' we had. Gonna miss the way you pinch my tummy. Gonna miss the way you always slapped me. Gonna miss your 'smell'. Gonna miss the times when we waited till 12 & 9.20 . Gonna miss the way you looked at me. Gonna miss your hugs. Gonna miss the times when you stood outside the class and did stupid things. Gonna miss your whistles. Gonna miss your everything. Too many for me to list it out. It shall officially be kept as memories. Just wanted to let you know, even if i knew this would be the outcome even before we started, i would be willing to suffer this pain all over again.
